In Jerusalem lived a man named Simeon who was a good man and godly. He was waiting for the time when God would take away Israel’s sorrow, and the Holy Spirit was in him. Simeon had been told by the Holy Spirit that he would not die before he saw the Christ promised by the Lord. The Spirit led Simeon to the Temple. When Mary and Joseph brought the baby Jesus to the Temple to do what the law said they must do, Simeon took the baby in his arms and thanked God:
“Now, Lord, you can let me, your servant,
die in peace as you said.
With my own eyes I have seen your salvation,
which you prepared before all people.
It is a light for the non-Jewish people to see
and an honor for your people, the Israelites.”
Jesus’ father and mother were amazed at what Simeon had said about him. Then Simeon blessed them and said to Mary, “God has chosen this child to cause the fall and rise of many in Israel. He will be a sign from God that many people will not accept so that the thoughts of many will be made known. And the things that will happen will make your heart sad, too.” Luke 2: 25-35 NCV
Here then, is the fourth of the songs recorded in Luke. Passing like a torch from an old priest, to a young maiden, to angel hosts, to another old man, poetic prophecy flows from hearts in tune with God. Simeon, who heard God’s word and obeyed God’s Spirit, received what he was promised. Life held no greater desire for him.
He, too, speaks of light. Light for the world. Light for us.
“Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord rises upon you.” Isaiah 60:1-2 New International Version (NIV)
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Christ, by highest heaven adored; Christ, the everlasting Lord;
Late in time behold him come, offspring of a virgin’s womb.
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; hail the incarnate Deity,
Pleased as man with man to dwell, Jesus, our Emmanuel.
Hark! the herald angels sing, “Glory to the new born King!”
Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings, risen with healing in his wings.
Mild he lays his glory by, born that man no more may die,
born to raise the sons of earth, born to give us second birth.
Hark! the herald angels sing, “Glory to the new born King!”
